Lin Yan was breathing heavily.
Qin Shu and Zhao Wan'er did stop, both looking at Lin Yan with confusion in their eyes.
Lin Yan looked in bad shape, her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and her shoulders shook like a sieve.
The two of them were arguing, neither understanding what was going on with Lin Yan, and it seemed like she had joined their battle.
"Are you okay? Have some water."
The speaker was Zhao Wan'er, who handed Lin Yan a bottle of mineral water that hadn't been opened yet.
Lin Yan didn't expect Zhao Wan'er to be concerned about her at that moment.
Lin Yan's clothes were already soaked with cold sweat, her hands trembling as she unscrewed the bottle of mineral water and gulped down most of it.
Song Qingping came over and asked, "Are you feeling unwell? I can take you to the infirmary, don't delay."
Lin Yan steadied herself, forcing her emotions to calm down.
